He just got back from Paris on Saturday night and you better believe first thing Sunday afternoon Hannah and I headed out for some big girl time alone, without the Little's and no boys aloud.
First stop our favorite antique store.

where I scored this cute little rocking chair for only $10.00~~
Next, we meandered off the beaten path and found ourselves in the mist of dream home. It's called Red Hill Farm.....
It's in the middle of no where yet still close to major things like the grocery store and schools...
Just look at the gorgeous front lawn...
breathtaking...right?!?!
I thought so to, and it was for sale y'all!! and we were enjoying ourselves until Mr. Policeman rolled up behind us...apparently you can't stop in the middle of the road and start taking random pictures...even if the house is for sale.
So off we went to another favorite haunt.